This is riveting, in large part because it reminds me of my niece's 15-yr-old son. I visited them in Minnesota in June. She has quit her job to guide him through this summer. Judging from what I witnessed and from the reports of the heat wave, she and that badass "man" will remember this one.

they just think they rule the world but the ground under their feet is brittle..good when they realize for a minute before they withdraw again - and good when they got someone who helps them see..he's the one you were talking about?

I think I sorta skipped thatAs Pat is still a weird duck, says the catBut yes most think on that day they magically changeAnd their age should rearrangeKnowing all like they were thirty oneEventually getting knocked down a ton

I think in today's world a great number of boys have a misconception of what it truly means to be a man. Environment and upbringing play a huge role in shaping this role. And especially at that age - when they feel they have so much to prove to their peers.

I know one day he will look back and see that you were a blessing in his life.

Brian, seen many friends over the years with that same hand atop their head, trying so hard to hide that tear. (Not that I keep bad company!) So many learn the hard way what the definition of a man really is...it's not jailhouse tats that's for sure. So, in 55 words or less, you've inspired this wannabe to grab her pen. Maybe relive a few of those memories, and tell a story about how well those bad boys are doing today. You can't save them all, but if you can save one, you're caring more than most!

Really nice capture of that age. Love the word-play, twisting of words in here, another excellent piece Brian. I've said it before and I guess I'll keep saying it, you totally make the most out of every word you put down to page

@Jannie FunsterI think it was Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons who sang that song.

Hi Brian,

Becoming a man can take a lifetime or it can be forced upon someone before their time. I have seen stories of some young boys in African countries who have lost their parents due to the tumultuous politics in their country, who all of a sudden have the responsibility of caring for their younger siblings.

What is amazing is that they accept it as someone much older might not be able to do in another country. Their life is changed in an instant, and manhood is thrust upon them.

They need our help. Can we in the world "man-up" to protect these children. Is it our responsibility? Is it not? Sometimes things like this can make us feel so helpless. Does the help we send actually go to them or does it go to the corrupt officials? Oh how I wish there was an easy answer and that it truly helped just those who woefully need our help.

Hi! Brian...Wow!...Very powerful and truthful words and you "paint" a scenario that is Oh! so true and yet, :-/Oh! so very sad too! :-(Thanks, for sharing 55 very poignant words and I hope that you, and your readers have a nice week-end too!deedee ;-D